I think I’ve found myself a new good bad influence. I’m trying to evaluate what this means.
I feel like someone has taken a big pot of caramel and poured it into my head. Like in one of those cartoons where there’s a cork a the crown of my head which gets pulled out POP! and then someone just tips it in…glug glug glug (although I don’t know that caramel necessarily glugs). It’s blocked up my sinuses and left my brain feeling all gooey and sticky. Thank god the director is surfing the proverbial crimson wave and asked to postpone our rehearsal tonight. Memorizing more bizarre philosophical nonsense is not looking realistic at this point in time.
Saw DJ Shadow and Cut Chemist last night. And Kid Koala. He opened. It was a good time. Not what I had expected, but then having expectations always messes things up, as we already know from the past. It was super technical, there were some really crazy bits, but for a lot of it I didn’t feel like they took the music to that next level, go totally off your face dancing like a maniac. I know that it’s not that type of music per se, but some of the tracks they spin are sometimes like that. Fun times regardless.
Crazy Tattoo Guy’s cool. He reminds me a bit of my high school best friend in that social butterfly, happy, chatty, I want to get as much out of the night kind of way. It’s been a while since I’ve hung out with someone in an unfamiliar social context, so going to Blizzarts, even though I know some people there, is just a different scene. I’m not surrounded by familiarity, and I’m not in the role of the waitress (i.e. in social mode) so I get bizarrely shy. Go figure.
It was also absolutely teeming with little wannabe hipsters, which both makes me giggle and cringe. Why must we all take ourselves so seriously? That’s all I’m trying to escape at the moment. I don’t want to take myself seriously. I just want to be myself. In my alternating modes of fun outgoing party provider, and somewhat less exuberant (especially when stoned) pretty chill less flirty girl.
For real. I feel like my brain is melting along with the caramel now.
Goddamn. And it’s already noon.
